Feng Qingtian took off his belt. Sensing her eyes full of hate, he looked at her, but didn’t say anything.

“What are you doing?” Gu Bailu was angry at the animal who couldn’t control his desires.

Her disgust inflamed Feng Qingtian even more. He ripped his shirt off, revealing glittering muscles that indicated his vigor.

Gu Bailu had to admit that the man had a great body.

She would’ve drooled over it before, but it was like a snake to her now.

Now that they were nemeses, she wouldn’t allow him to do it again.

Feng Qingtian approached, and Gu Bailu jumped off the bed and backed off. “Aren’t you going to squeeze the poison out for me?”

She was only here because she cherished her life. If that was an excuse, she wouldn’t stay.

“The poison has to be dissolved this way.” Feng Qingtian pulled Gu Bailu into his eyes instantly.

Gu Bailu’s soft body made him feel comfortable. She had the smell of his dreams.

“You might as well let me die.” Stiff, Gu Bailu pulled a long face again.

She would rather die before having sex with Feng Qingtian again.

“You’re not scared of death now?” Feng Qingtian grabbed her chin and asked casually, but Gu Bailu knew that he was merely suppressing his fury.

“Like I said, one cannot live without dignity.”

“And your dignity will be gone if you sleep with me?” Feng Qingtian’s eyes grow cold.

Gu Bailu chuckled. “Should I feel honored? What do you think I am, Prince Zi? A prostitute?”

“I could break you any time if I regarded you as a prostitute.” Feng Qingtian was infuriated and almost crushed her back.

He struggled to curb his strong desires day and night.

He had to take care of himself before he went to sleep.

Only he knew what he was going through.

Never had he sacrificed so much for somebody else.

But the woman didn’t appreciate it at all!

However, it was exactly this heartless woman who stirred his desires easily and who charmed her way into his head whenever they didn’t meet.

“Then, I must thank you for not breaking me.”

“Alright, I’ll grant you your wish if you want to die.” Feng Qingtian held back his desires and pushed her away. He simply sat on the bed and stared at Gu Bailu haughtily.

Looking at how arrogant he was, Gu Bailu wanted to beat him to death.

It was a pity that she still was incapable of that. She turned around and left.

Perhaps because the effect of the balm had faded, the pain grew more and more intense, until she was almost spasming.

Before she reached the door, Gu Bailu already hurt too much to walk.

The wound was also rotting fast, with a layer of white, furry, smelly stuff growing over it.

Gu Bailu knew that Feng Qingtian wasn’t lying.

She would die a quick death if the poison wasn’t neutralized.

But she would rather die than sleep with Feng Qingtian again.

She wouldn’t have the courage to live on if she were to sleep with a man who was in love with someone else and who tried to kill her.